dos: Duplex

Nancy Kendricks: Mrs. Connelly, let me come right to the point. Alex and I are trying to have a baby.
Mrs. Connelly: [whispers] I saw. In the living room.

Pues me mudo, me cambio de blog y de temas. Aunque no dejaré del todo éste, ya que será mi safeplace cuando me sienta atormentado por el amor o la política. Así que aunque me mudo, de vez en cuando escribiré aquí.
Es tiempo de hacer cambios y para los que les gustan los cambios me pueden vistar aquí. Y para los que no les gustan tanto, pues pueden seguir aquí, aunque insisto, no postearé con tanta frecuencia.
En fin... necesitaba un cambio.

Nancy Kendricks: Right. The thing is that when we do have our baby, we're gonna need the upstairs.
Mrs. Connelly: I don't understand dear.
Alex Rose: We're willing to pay you... something.
Mrs. Connelly: You want me to leave?
Alex Rose: Don't you think you'd be more comfortable with people who are more in your... demographic?
Nancy Kendricks: In sunny Miami Beach!
Mrs. Connelly: I'm Irish. I'd sizzle up like a sausage. Besides, this is my home.
Alex Rose: Home? The Emerald Isle! Back to the old sod!
Mrs. Connelly: Now there's a thought. I haven't been back home for fifty years.